We're Riding Solo

[digthefuzz]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and any visitors!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The Huntress!
When: From now-ish until later-ish?! Go nuts!

[Time to get away from the icy ravages of the planet? Or see what happens when the Huntress tries to make the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs? All your threading needs are here!]

Comments

[falconing]

Perfect.

[ under his breath -- magic and crystals, just what han needs in order to get by in space. ]

What's your job on this ship, then?

[notkittenaround]

[ Her ear twitches a little, but she decides not to question him. It has been a long day. ]

I am the "lab support." It is not unlike what I have done before, so fear not if you come to me for aid - I am no mere leech-wielding chirurgeon.

[falconing]

[ . . . that gives him pause, and han actually looks up with a slight grin. ]

Yeah?

[ amused ]

So you're not hacking apart the new guys for parts yet?

[notkittenaround]

I admit the thought has been somewhat tempting, when it comes to the base insults - You would think more persons would know of a species besides Hyur, yet comments about my race abound.

[ She seems equally amused, her ears pricking forward. ]

I imagine blue dye would be an entertaining gift to shower on them.

[falconing]

I don't think a lot of people on this Fleet have been outside their little box.

[ granted, han has never seen a species like her before, but the universe is a massive place. ]

Lots of people I've talked to haven't even been on a ship, let alone talked to someone that's not human.

[notkittenaround]

It pleases me that this shall be a less of a problem on the Huntress. I mean no offence to your race, if you are indeed human, save that many on the Fleet have been kind, yet ignorant, of other races-- and insults I would not bear at home have been spoken many times out of it.

[ She makes a one-handed gesture to the panel. ]

Is there anything I might help with? I am stronger than you might know.

[falconing]

What kinda insults?

[ curious, if anything else -- but han glances back at the panel before shrugging. ]

And thanks, but I'm good -- I'm really just messing around with it, but I'll let you know if I need anything... -- did I get your name?

[notkittenaround]

Some think of me as alike to a "Cat".

[ She spits the word as an epithet, before smoothing down her temper. ]

I am Marhi Ohsi, or Metallic Gold Magpie. It is a pleasure.

[falconing]

[ ... well, note to self. never call mss marhi a cat. ]

Han Solo.

[ pause ]

A lot of the folks dragged here against their will don't seem to really know what the hell goes on off their planet, so. Might want to cut their stupidity a little slack.

[notkittenaround]

I have yet to challenge any for a duel over it, and merely corrected their language.

[ Her tail beats with a moment's frustration. ]

... My kind is ... We are small, and we live in lands where many are hostile to our race - Words such as "Cat" soon turn to "Beasts", to animals, and poachers, and then to darker acts. But I know many do not understand whose words they echo in ignorance.

[falconing]

Yeah, well. Come to me when you're called a walking carpet.

[ though han is sure chewie finds it funny. ]

Sorry to hear that so many people jump to conclusions, though. Sounds like you can take care of yourself, though.